C895 Anger

An irrepressible killing intent rose.

The Scarlet Cloud Sword in his hand let out a sharp sword hum!

At this moment, Little Boy's breathing was weak, and his breathing was weak.

There was only a pair of eyes on his body that could move. Little Boy looked at Lee Zhen pitifully.

Lee Zhen could see the reluctance in Little Boy's eyes. He was overjoyed, but when he saw the scene in front of him